"My body is the leverage you use to provoke me against my woman?" Moh Shiche gripped her face tightly, almost crushing her jawbone, and let out a low, cold sneer, "The moment you think of threatening me, nobody is going to have it easy. The day I die, I want the entire Luo Family to be buried with me."
Luo Hongying did not expect him to utter such harsh words, her whole body stiffening and trembling violently. Seeing her face made Moh Shiche uncomfortable, he frowned and released his grip.
Luo Hongying fell heavily to the ground, her face pale and frightened, gasping for air relentlessly.
Clearly, she was terrified. She had been coddled since she was young and had never been treated with such cold ferocity before.
Luo Qiangwei, standing behind, watched the scene unfold in a daze. What... what was happening here? Were they fighting amongst themselves?
Or was this a play for her benefit?
